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Valentine's Day

The Playlist AO3

Word Count: 1,478

“Thank you for coming to Freddy Fazbear’s Valentine’s day ‘Love Rocks’ bash! I hope you have a faz-tastic night and get home safe!” Freddy said into his microphone following their final performance of the night. Guests made their way toward the entrance as Freddy’s closed for the evening.

This was your first time helping run a holiday party with the band and you were relieved that, while your shift still ran the full time, after 7, the pizzaplex was closed to anyone who didn’t hold a ticket to the party. In addition, instead of the usual 10pm closing time, the holiday party had the campus closing at 9. That additional hour of not being around guests was more than welcome in your opinion.

You waved to guests along with the band as they were politely herded away by security bots who all had little paper hearts taped to their chassis in order to match the theme.

“Good job, team,” You said after the atrium was cleared of guests, climbing the stairs to the stage where they stood. Freddy took your hand in his and gave it a shake.

“We couldn’t have done it without you,” he praises and you can't help but roll your eyes in a lighthearted manner.

“Oh, please,” you chuckle but don’t protest further. Realistically, you didn't need to even be here for the party as most everything was set up and taken care of by S.T.A.F.F. bots. Still, you were there to take care of the prized animatronics. “Let’s get this place cleaned up,” you declared and started off stage with the rest of them.

The glamrocks set about stacking the extra chars which had been brought out for the nights festivities and the S.T.A.F.F. bots would take the stacks, having been lacking in the dexterity and height needed to put them together all while you pushed around a large broom, picking up rubbish left by more careless guests. Chica approached you, a stack of chairs in her arms.

“So,” she starts, after calling your name to get your attention, “after every party, we have our own little party back in rockstar row,” she explains, walking beside you. “And we would super duper love if you came. We usually just dance and hang out but since there's five of us, well SOMEONE needs to dance with Monty,” she jests, loud enough for the alligator to hear. He calls out a flustered “hey” before Chica laughs her little cluck-like laugh. You’re about to protest since you still had work to do but she cuts you off.

“Before you say no, It's only thirty minutes and we always help with duties after so you don’t have to worry about all that.” With your duties covered, you don’t exactly have much in the way of an excuse not to go so you concede. She does a cute little steppy-step in joy partnered with a high pitched squeal. “Oh, I can’t wait, I’m so excited. We’ll see you at, like, 10 back there, okay?”

You get some more cleaning done and take a bathroom break before you head back to rockstar row. When you get back there, there's a little portable speaker set up on one of the towering flower pots that the benches surround and the group are all dancing together and singing along to Whitney Huston’s “I wanna dance with somebody”. It’s clear just by looking at them that they’re all having fun, even Monty is singing along. You feel a little nervous to join in but luckily Bonnie sees you. He makes a move to pull you into the little cluster of singing and dancing animatronics and immediately, you are overcome with a bubbling of giggles. “Take my Breath Away” begins to play from the speaker and the animatronics partner up and even though Chica had joked about Monty being the odd man out, it’s Bonnie that you dance with.

“Having fun?” he asks you and has you perform a lazy twirl.

“I am,” you confirm. “Who made the playlist?” you ask as its filled with songs that Freddy Fazbear’s definitely doesn’t have the rights to use.

“This one was a collaboration between Roxy and Chica” he explains. “Monty and I made this past year's Halloween mix.”

“That’s nice,” you chuckle “I’m enjoying this one so far”.

“Well, you know, musicians usually have pretty good taste in music,” Bonnie jests with a teasing wink and you snicker in response.

When the next song comes on, you can't help but groan loudly along with a couple of the others in your group as Rick Astley promises to never give you up or let you down. Still, it's a fun song to dance to as a group and so you join. The remaining songs are all ones you enjoy as a group and the energy is fun and playful. Just as you’re growing tired of dancing (it’s quite the work out), theres a lovely swell of strings that announces a slow song. Just as youre about to find a partner, Chica claims you and pulls you off so that you two might dance together.

“There’s designated partners for this one,” She says to you quietly. You raise a brow at her as she leads your dance. “Well, one pair.” She shrugs and smiles. You turn together so she can gesture to the brown and blue pair holding one another close. You look from them to her with the same confused expression. She just lets you do the mental maths yourself and nods when she can tell you’ve put it all together.

“How long,” you ask in a hushed voice.

“Oh gosh, forever.” she answers. “There’s never been a rendition of them that weren’t head over heels for one another.” it’s hard to not whip your head back to look at them but thankfully you don’t have to as she turns the two of you to let you see them again. They’re talking quietly amongst themselves, one pair of hands clasped while the others simply hold one another close. Freddy laughs at something Bonnie says and rests his forehead against his partners shoulder briefly in a sweet and tender moment of comfortable joy.

“Did the company program that?” you ask, looking from them to her and she looks at you with the softest expression you think you’ve ever seen from something made from metal. “No,” she says it like its the most beautiful thing. And it is. “I know its cliche but,” she sighs wistfully. “I don’t know if we have souls or whatever but they are definitely soul mates,” she confides. You smile at this, feeling warm and fuzzy inside at the idea that time and time again, these two robots fell in love with one another. You look to the other partnered pair together then to see what they’re doing and Chica bursts out laughing. Despite the lovely music, Roxy and Monty are on the floor wrestling instead of dancing.

You leave them after the music ends and their bandmates separate them, having had a lovely evening. You’re just out of the hallway of rockstar row, reentering the atrium while checking your watch for what to take care of next when Moon joins you by dropping in from above.

“Did you– it's just me- did you have fun?” he asks, brushing off your startled gasp. He has to wait a beat for you to recover but he does so patiently.

“We did, yeah.” you finally answer and start back on your track. A thought crossed your mind as he walked beside you. He hadn’t been invited. You weren’t surprised since the way some of the glamrocks felt about him was clear but it still wasn’t polite. And Sun hadn’t come either which, while he didn’t like you, you hadn’t heard any negative comments directed toward him from the glamrocks. “What did you and sun do today?” you ask instead.

“The kids made valentines.” he answers and hands you a crudely made heart card. “I did too. During nap time. Here.” You take it and it's clear that it was either made in the dark or Moon wasn’t particularly skilled at arts and crafts. In white crayon on red construction paper, under where it was addressed to you (your name misspelled even though you knew he had access to the employee database), it said “get stick bugged, valentine” and below were lines that definitely resembled the stick bug from the video he had showed you the first night you met. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

“Beautiful,” you shake your head. “I’ll keep it forever, thank you.” He smiled wide.

“Put it on your fridge,” he demands, getting up in your face. You shove him away by his faceplate and he chuckles.

“Sure, buddy. Right when I get home.”

No good in life, just angst

and Bonnie

You know what, valid as fuck, this is your post now

(someone draw Lake in one of this gif’s frames please)